Chapter 14
A strong pressure suddenly squeezed Katt’s dick, and he gasped, fingers gouging the sofa cushions as Samson very slowly and tortuously pulled up the length of his cock.
Katt whimpered when the plump head of his cock was briefly pinched by the man’s strong lips and sucked hard before Samson released him.
Tremors rippled through Katt’s body, and he sagged into the sofa, his pulse uneven and ragged.
Samson sat back on his heels and licked his lips, smiling. “It takes some getting used to,” he said. “Eventually, with practice, you’ll be able to relax while having your cock warmed.”
Katt swallowed hard, not entirely convinced that was true.
“So…” Marcus stroked Katt’s chest through his T-shirt. “Do you still think you’re straight?” He bit his lower lip cutely and squinted. “’Cause you don’t seem like you are.”
“I, uh…” Katt cleared his throat, but his voice remained raspy. “I don’t know.” Did straight men get off on other men doing stuff to them? He didn’t think so. But he wasn’t sure he was ready to admit what he was truly feeling. Once he did, there was no going back.
Do you really think you’re coming back from this, regardless of what you admit—or don’t admit?
It was impossible to think “straight” with his cock out and hard as a rock, while surrounded by numerous lusty gay porn stars.
In fact, his thoughts weren’t hetero-leaning at all when his mind was focused on just one thing: getting off.
And so many hungry mouths waiting to get a taste of him.
He thought about tucking himself away, but couldn’t bring his limbs to move.
His eyes settled briefly on his exposed dick, stiff and gleaming with Samson’s saliva, an occasional twitch causing it to jump.
Precum glistened at the tip, seeping out of the tiny hole to ooze down his engorged shaft.
He could still feel Samson squeezing his balls—which now ached from full capacity.
“Do you want to…” Mickey trailed his delicate fingertips across Katt’s exposed lower belly, drawing a half-circle around the swollen root of his cock.
“… do more stuff?” The boy’s mouth touched his ear, his warm breath puffing into Katt’s hair.
“You look… ready,” he whispered, a sultry glaze to his soft voice as he lightly dragged the back of one fingernail along the topside of Katt’s shaft, following a thick, bluish vein to the head.
Katt’s breath shuddered in his throat, and his cock jumped, a strong pulse running up the length to push out more clear juice.
“What if…” Mickey flicked his wet tongue into Katt’s ear. “… we all take a turn sucking your dick, then you can choose who to fuck? I mean…” He nibbled Katt’s earlobe. “… if you want to fuck.”
Katt wasn’t sure if he wanted to go that far, but he did know that he needed a mouth on his dick immediately. He tilted his head back and swallowed, his throat bobbing forcefully, as a single word slipped from his trembling lips—“Yes”—which may have signed him up for more than just a group blowjob.
Try as he might, Daniel was anything but relaxed when Gideon backed off. And Gideon was anything but soft. He straightened on his knees between Daniel’s legs and kissed his lover on the mouth, tongues slipping together as soft, needy moans erupted in both men’s chests.
Gideon panted through their hot kiss while unfastening his pants. With a desperate hand, he tugged out his erection and rubbed it against Daniel’s saliva-slick cock.
“Jesus…” Daniel clamped his hands on either side of Gideon’s head, pushing hungrily into the kiss, crushing their mouths.
His hand dropped between them and grabbed Gideon’s stiff shaft.
They began jerking each other off, each stroke growing with desperation until their crotches were crammed together and their cocks were squeezed as one and clamped into a single, united fist.
“Uh-huuh-uuhh!” Gideon gasped into his lover’s mouth, his hips jerking and thrusting, rocking the chair, banging it against the console. “Fuck… fuck… I’m gonna cum…”
His one hand clamped on the side of Gideon’s head, Daniel gripped a fist of his short hair, nearly tearing the roots as he shoved his hips forward, rutting against Gideon’s hand and his own.
His head dropped forward, watching their mashed cocks slip furiously through the double-fist cave, precum slicking their palms and fingers.
“Fu-fu-fuuck! I’m so fucking close… so close… ”
Gideon squeezed his eyes shut as an almost painful, searing heat flooded his loins. His balls clenched, and he let out a grunting gasp and blew his load all over them both.
“Huh!!” Daniel released a choking cry and came so hard that he doubled forward, his head crammed against Gideon’s sweaty brow as he gasped and panted, pumping his cock through their hands.
Gideon tightened his fist, milking both shafts, then suddenly wilted into Daniel, his head dropping onto his chest.
Neither man said a word, each just trying to breathe as their hearts beat a wild, chaotic rhythm in their chests.
Yes.
That single word ignited pure glee in the twins. “Who do you want first?” Marcus played with the collar of Katt’s T-shirt, his short nails scraping the tender skin at the base of his throat. “You can pick.”
Katt shook his head slowly, his mind in a whirl. “I don’t… care,” he whispered, slightly breathless as his pulse kicked up.
“Why don’t you two start us off?” Garrett smiled at the twins. “I think you’ve earned it.”
“Really?” Mickey grinned, eyes glowing.
The men in the room joined Garrett and urged the two boys to take the first turn at Katt.
Marcus nuzzled Katt’s ear. “Is that okay with you?”
Shivering visibly, Katt nodded. “Uh… huh.”
Marcus smiled and kissed his mouth. “We’re really good at this,” he assured as the other porn stars heartily agreed.
Rather than taking turns, the twins slid down between his legs simultaneously.
“We do everything together,” Mickey cooed.
The boys removed Katt’s jeans and underwear, leaving him naked from the waist down.
The T-shirt clung to Katt’s sweaty skin, and he wanted to strip it off, too, but still couldn’t seem to move.
His breath came faster when the twins each caressed his throbbing cock, stroked it in unison, then touched their soft, wet tongues to the engorged flesh.
Fuck. Katt dug his fingers into the sofa cushions, and his head dropped back.
He swallowed hard a few times, staring at the high ceiling of the rec room.
His eyelids fluttered, and he gasped stiffly when his cock slipped inside a hot mouth and was practically swallowed.
“Uh!” Katt clawed the cushions, his hips arching.
His eyes were squeezed too tightly to see which one was sucking him, but did it matter?
It felt so fucking good. He thrust without thinking, without the ability to stop, sinking his dick into the boy’s throat.
There was no gagging as the tip of his cock repeatedly pushed deep into the throat canal as the tight, slick muscles flexed around the head.
Oh fuck—fuck!
A second mouth engulfed his balls, and Katt’s head nearly exploded. At some point, he was sure they switched, but the haze shrouding his brain blurred his reality.
Katt wasn’t sure how much time passed—mere minutes?—when he realized one of the other men was between his legs, sucking him off, and doing a fucking fine job of it. He forced his head up and forward, looking down at the man. Lucas.
The young man worked his cock like the pro he was. Katt watched his own hips pumping his dick into Lucas’s mouth. Lucas took every inch, twisting his mouth up and down the shaft, using his tongue in ways Katt hadn’t known were possible.
“Uh… uh… uuuhhh…” Katt whimpered, his thighs tensing, ass muscles clenching. His hands raised and shoved through his own hair as his back pressed hard against the sofa, hips thrusting with greater urgency.
Lucas slipped his hands under Katt’s ass, palms squeezing his cheeks, and pushed further down on his cock, forcing the shaft halfway down his throat.
“Fuuuck,” Katt cried out, his body shaking. No woman had ever swallowed his cock this way.
Through the haze of lust, Katt heard the other guys telling Lucas not to take it all for himself.
Moments later, a new mouth was sucking his dick.
Then another, And another. Katt had no idea how he kept from cumming, as each porn star seemed to bring with him an intoxicating talent of his own, pushing Katt further over the edge.
Garrett was the last in line and gave Katt a moment to catch his breath, allowing his imminent orgasm to recede a bit, before putting his mouth on him.
He took his time, his strokes gentle and slow.
Katt shivered, and his hands lowered to Garrett’s head, his fingers sliding through his soft hair.
The man moaned, and the vibration ran down Katt’s cock and into his body like a shot of electricity.
“Oh god…” Katt whimpered when he felt his balls tighten, ready to burst. “Oh fuck… fuck…” He clenched Garrett’s strands, squeezing until the roots strained. His hips lifted, pushing forward. “Uuuhh… uuuhhh… fuuuck… fuck-fuck-fuck…”
Garrett picked up the pace, stroking Katt’s cock with his full mouth and throat, taking him so deep on each downward stroke that an explosion of white light ignited behind Katt’s eyes.
Katt’s thoughts fragmented, then disintegrated as his entire existence detonated and he shot his load down Garrett’s throat.
Gasping cries erupted out of him. He clung to Garrett’s head, hips jerking.
The man took him, sucking down every drop of cum that squirted across the back of his tongue.
He tugged hungrily on Katt’s dick until it deflated in his mouth, gave it a few more strong sucks that made Katt twitch from head to toe, then finally pulled off him.
Sitting back, Garrett wiped a dribble of cum from the corner of his mouth, licked his lips, and smiled at Katt, a deep flush to his face. “Not gonna lie,” he said with a slight roughness in his voice. “You taste fantastic.”
Lucas sat on the arm of the sofa, with a notable bulge in his pants. “I didn’t get to taste your essence,” he grinned, “but your cock sure tasted good.”
A harmonious murmur passed through the other men who had taken their turn at Katt.
“It did,” Marcus cooed in his ear. Katt only now realized that both boys had their hands under his shirt, caressing his slick, fevered skin.
Mickey moaned. “I could suck you all night.”
The notion made Katt shudder… with delight.
“I could fuck you all night,” Marcus smirked impishly, then giggled.
“Me, too,” Mickey eagerly agreed.
No one asked who—if anyone—he wanted to fuck.
They let him rest, catch his breath, regain his senses, and adjust to this new reality taking over his life.
Katt was glad for that, because he had no idea who to choose.
He knew he would fuck someone, but the thing was… he kind of wanted to fuck them all.